to shoot into the silence to say – I exist, I still live. I write, I create, I help, I work, I am a mother, a woman, a writer, and I love you, my dears.
Spring has arrived, bringing with it movement and a changed pace of life. The days have lengthened, and it’s gratifying to realize that my workload has increased dramatically and that more pleasant events are taking place.
Several exhibitions with my presence have already been confirmed, meaning paintings will be unpacked, refreshed, and seen by many visitors in Toronto galleries.
There will also be time for movie theaters and film screenings. Tomorrow, our entire women’s group is going to see a film in the city. It’s a pleasant, festive feeling, as three generations of us walk along a Toronto sidewalk.
Next week, there are many celebrations in which I will be participating both as an organizer and as a participant. This is also gratifying, as it brings me great pleasure to create a creative state for people.
I had barely announced the start of the children’s drawing contest when children from all over the world began sending in their drawings. And it’s so nice—my dear children! You are incredibly talented, and your drawings are wonderful.
What I’d like to tell them is to continue drawing throughout your life. It’s not just a hobby, it’s also a state of mind—creating is wonderful. I understand that behind every drawing is not only the child, but also their mother. And together, they are great. This develops talent for life. Of course, they will receive thanks, but mutual attention is highly valued here.
Another piece of news is my interest in poetry.
And today I’ll reveal a secret.
Actually, it’s not even a secret. It’s work. Video and audio format. It was created for an exhibition.In celebration of National Poetry Month this April I created a video film with the poetry of a talented, magnificent, unrivaled… and my favorite poetess Joy Harjo .I chose her poem Cricket Song.
I just sent my work to the competition jury, and it will be performed in April.
A few words about the author. JOY HARJO-she’s an American poet whom I first met last year at a writers’ meeting at a Toronto library. There wasn’t a single empty seat in the room I attended. She spoke about her work on stage, read poems, and answered questions. I bought her book CONFLICT RESOLUTION.
Generally, I rarely do this. Besides, I don’t like revolutionaries, I have a negative attitude toward politicians, and I don’t like it when they create trendy clubs and manipulate people’s minds. I also disdain advertising. And here is a woman, a wonderful poetess, whose poems are the threads of nature, woven into life. Born here on this earth, imbued with this wind and dust, food and disease. This is the root of this tree. And I felt her breath. And today, I supported her.
That’s how, in short, my work on her poetry came about.
In conclusion, I want to say that sometimes I feel that the world is very small and some events that happen to us are not entirely random.
Below I give you a link to my work, which will be broadcast next month.